What music haunts my fitful sleep?

What music haunts my fitful sleep?
The song of sirens?
Oh, their floating hair
Adorning bare breasts
I’ll come to thee
Despite thy dooming song

What music haunts my fitful sleep?
Melodious mermaids?
Basking on Neptune’s playground
Teach me to respire
Within your ocean’s depths
And I am yours

What music haunts my fitful sleep?
Artemis, is it your virgin song?
Shall I gaze upon your nakedness
As you bathe in that icy stream,
And have you turn me to a stag
That the dogs of war rip asunder?

For when I wake
Not rested, but rather rent by fear
I shall once again go forth
Upon those fiery fields
And hear the singing of those shells
The music that haunts my fitful sleep